Written as an ottava Rima a traditional Italian form. For #dversepoetspub on Thursday 21st March 2024. thanks Grace foe the mighty challenge.
(Inspired by Seasick Steve’s song “Hobo Low”.)
The first line being “When your hobo low there ain’t no where to go when your hobo low.” For a prompt from a live poetry meeting. Where we have been prompted to write a poem inspired by a line from a song.
low how low.
Have you ever lived below, nowhere to go,
Under a loves radar of understanding,
Luna brightness above, nights darkness below,
Loneliness, thinking you have nothing to bring,
Black clouds gaining, feeding your hobo low,
Craving hugs and kisses, Until the next fling,
Found in the space between Luna and midnight,
Self-love found giving the guts to find my bright.
© 21/03/2024 rog leach
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